Respond With A Quote From Anything

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  • edited January 2012
    Well, then use the "Forget Me Stick".

    Now with Forgetacin
  • edited January 2012
    "Do you believe in God?"
    Written in the bullet.
    "Say yes to pull the trigger."
    "Do you believe in God?"
    Written in the bullet.
    And Cassie pulled the trigger.
  • edited January 2012
    Debbie82 wrote: »
    "Do you believe in God?"
    Written in the bullet.
    "Say yes to pull the trigger."
    "Do you believe in God?"
    Written in the bullet.
    And Cassie pulled the trigger.

    The gun in my mouth was real,
    And the taste, it blew my mind.
  • edited January 2012
    Dear Mom: I can no longer stand to be without a sense of humor. Without laughter, the world is a cold and sad place, and I can't go out to face it anymore. Please tell everyone why I won't be at school. And please buy me more chocolate guns. I'm starting to run out. Please get the kind with marshmallow inside. I don't like the peanut butter-filled one. Eric.

    :D
  • edited January 2012
    Cake or death?
  • edited January 2012
    For the love of God and all that is holy! MY ANUS IS BLEEDING!!!
  • edited January 2012
    How are you holding up? BECAUSE I'M A POTATO!
  • edited January 2012
    Po-tay-toes? Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew?
  • edited January 2012
    Nobody likes me, everybody hates me; Guess I'll go eat worms. Long, thin, slimy ones; Short, fat, juicy ones; Itsy-bitsy, fuzzy-wuzzy worms.
  • edited January 2012
    They take one look at me and they turn into a meanie, 'cause I'm the Ugliest Weenie.
  • edited January 2012
    Welcome to the Salty Spitoon, how tough are you?
  • edited January 2012
    I find it hard to believe that the SCUMM Bar is owned by someone named I. Cheese.
  • edited January 2012
    I'm Tom Guycot, the Chief Of Governors, and I'll be waiting for you in my desert fortress on Route 33.
  • edited January 2012
    When there's only one candidate, there's only one choice.
  • edited January 2012
    Mayor Quimby- If you were running for mayor, he'd vote for you!
  • edited January 2012
    You can throw away my things, and I don’t mind the hay on the floor, and the chicken wire’s a nice touch, and I kinda like that beat-up old flivver. But no one, I mean no one, wears my mayorin’ hat! Now give it back!
  • edited January 2012
    I'm going to hide this tape when i'm finished.

    If none of us make it, at least there will be some kind of a record.

    The storm has been hitting us hard for forty-eight hours.

    We still have nothing to go on.

    ...

    ...One other thing, I think it rips through your clothes when it takes you over. Windows found some shredded long johns, but the name tag was missing.

    They could be anybody's.

    Nobody...

    Nobody trusts anybody now.

    We're all very tired.

    There's nothing else I can do. Just wait.

    R.J. MacReady, U.S. Outpost North 31.
  • edited January 2012
    Good morning Warden. Great news, I'm a changed man and I'm ready to re-enter society as a solid citizen.
  • edited January 2012
    The Warden: Jared, are these what you call immigrants?
    Jared: I think theyre women, sir.
  • edited January 2012
    OBJECTION! Go away.
  • edited January 2012
    You're STILL here? It's over. Go home! GO!
  • edited January 2012
    I GOT NOWHERE ELSE TO GO...I got nowhere else to g-...
  • edited January 2012
    Well yes, I am doing horrible things to that man, I don't want to get into it but lasers, spikes!
    -OHH NO! Not the lasers and the spikes!
    You know the drill.
    -OHH NO! Not the Drill!
  • edited January 2012
    Under a spreading chestnut-tree
    The village smithy stands;
    The smith, a mighty man is he,
    With large and sinewy... [shell explodes] hAaAnDs...

    :D
  • edited January 2012
    They look like good, strong hands, don't you think?
  • edited January 2012
    God Damn it! Ma, the kid went and dug up all the dead animals in the yard again and this time he dressed them up like Hollywood Squares
  • edited January 2012
    Eeyup
  • edited January 2012
    That boy ain't right, I tell you hwat.
  • edited January 2012
    Might I advise you to return that conclusion to whatever pawn shop you bought it from?
  • edited February 2012
    Oh crap, we are dead, we are dead, we are dead, we are screwed!

    I'm turning over a new leaf. From now on, I am no longer Evil Lyn, you may call me Good Lyn.

    You know, I always thought your name was Evelyn. All this time it has been Evil Lyn?

    Pretty clever, huh?

    Game over, man, game over!

    Why is this door locked, I gotta take a dump!

    HOLY ******* ****!

    I have the power!

    I have crapped my pants!
  • edited February 2012
    You've come to the Wright place.
  • edited February 2012
    Right, stop that! Silly. (And a bit suspect, I think.)
  • edited February 2012
    We tried persuasion, charm, whatever it is Pinkie Pie does...
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  • edited February 2012
    I think so, Brain, but then it'd be Snow White and the Seven Samurai...
  • edited February 2012
    ...this is pure tripe, you know that?
  • edited February 2012
    You green bastard!
  • edited February 2012
    You magnificent bastard, I read your book!
  • edited February 2012
    It is not I who am crazy, it is I who am MAAAAD
  • edited February 2012
    "You've killed meee!!!" "Good."
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